Picture
Make: FUJIFILM
Model: FinePix S3500
Shutter Speed: 1/7 second
F Number: F/2.8
Focal Length: 6 mm
ISO Speed: 100
Date Picture Taken: Jan 12, 2006, 3:02:38 PM
Artist's Comments
so, I dyed my fringe last night. Bred of bored, wasted thinking.
Think of my self portraits as a diary for the physical me.
This looks very badass. I like it. I love the dyed hair...And the sweater and sunnies. Oh and the piercing too.
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Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
When you
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Devious Comments
Comments
I love how everything goes together, your fringe with your shirt, the sweater with the blonde...it all fits.
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flāvia
One fine self portrait.
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"The world we perceive through our senses could be an elaborate hoax. "
René Descartes
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he's my anti-drug
love the matt green on your fringe
cool clothes, and I'm so in love with the septum. did it hurt very bad? /:
the hair looks very cool it would also look great in purpple or maybe cobalt blue to match the piercing
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green <3
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Each time a faucet opens
[words are spoken]
and the water runs away.
And I hear your name, no nothing has changed
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Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
When you
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